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Glitter water flowingSun flecks on her skinDancing with the riverAs graceful as a nymphFree from care and troublesSmooth unfurrowed browThe visage of an angelWhose serenity is foundOn land her heart weighed heavyLife’s burdens bearing downAfloat, her tresses streamingDressed in her aqueous gownMoving with the currentCleansed of tragic stainWatching her is joyfulRelinquishing her painCelebrate her solaceAs tranquilly she g...

A late night drive, what I need, a chance to embrace the speed, No cash or slips on the line, just me riding the redline An open road, just two lanes, leave behind the dulling pains Nothing near but trees and hills, it's time for some full speed thrills Let her growl, wake the V8, hammer down hard on the straight One hundred and thirty five, this is what I call a drive Corners coming, full of joys, tires soon to be smoke...

As I let out my rage on this paper, I close my eyes and dream of peace.I allow thoughts from the past flow out of me.I let go of tension as stress becomes free.As I let out my rage on this paper,I become who I'm meant to be.Many will ask what the paper has caused me,And I will answer nothing but freedom.They will not understand those thingsAnd I will have to explain them.The paper is merely a blank canvas awaiting a muse....

Gidealis Enigma Chapter 55

How do you measure love? What is love? What was predicted, comes true.

Chapter 55 The Measure of Love Kallitris leans to me, hugs me with his wing and kisses in the lips. The pale light from the windshield hits his webbed wings and they light up dark amethyst-purple. What a magnificent creature he is. I would love just to be with him. I wish it was that simple. So many thoughts, so little time. “It’s all good” My boyfriend says. “Take me to Leot, I’m not going to hurt him. I just need to tal...

RELEASED

Picture Prompt 1 (With the hand tossing the leaves).

I opened my front door, stepping out of the dusky apartment block hallway into my lounge room, and saw the answering machine flashing wildly. Ten messages. I felt a moment of dread as I wondered how many of the messages were from her. I pressed play... "Jane, where are you? I know you may have a migraine and all, but I need to speak to you." "Jane, this isn't funny." "Jane, I think you're just being selfish." The other se...

Aria 1: Rejoice Scarred spirits converge Burning whirlpool of molten lustAffecting, a comforting surgeMound on mound, feels so just Scars heal, lets love emergeMental orgasms blow away rustTenderness and rejoice to the vergeLeaping, lifting and flying we must Swirling and twirling in urgeSubconscious peaks, a hint of distrustFeelings and secrets scourgeThumbling back towards earth’s crust Aria 2: Remorse Fearful free fall...

What It Feels Like

Outta my system..

Father forgive for I have sinned..Guide me out of darkness and show me the ways of my heart..I think we'll start here.. Feels like I'm runnin oh so fast & I just can't catch my breath I wanna tell you but I'm struggling my minds lost in distress It weighs on my chest so obsessed with all my thoughts of success Find myself judgin always wondering why I dwell in past tense I cry I weep I stop I think  I run so fast til I ca...

The Christmas Fishy

What did I find on the end of my line when I went fishing on Christmas Eve?

'Twas the night before Christmas and all down the pier, All the ragworm were wriggling on my dangling gear. And then from the waves, in their tide-turning crash, I reeled in a small fish that did splish, splosh and splash. 'Twas a five-bearded rockling, its whiskers aquiver As I held it aloft, and its body did shiver. It looked at me glumly, its eyes big and round; With its gills it implored me, though it gave no sound. I...

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Burn The Problem

Burning away the problems of the night.

Another problem to be seen, Coiling up tightly. It turns into a cigar. Grab a lighter, or a match. Light up the cigar. Burn it down with each breath. Just watch it burn, Glowing red, Glowing bright at each inhale. Pull in the smoke, And exhale again. Let go of the smoke, The problem. Release it all. Burn the problem away. Just burn it and throw away the feelings. The pieces that cannot be fixed.